I have five more boyfriends after amnesia

Rong Danqiu knew that when he put on this expression, few people could refuse his request.

But apart from Tang Lanting, he didn't like to use this trick against other people.

Although Rong Danqiu was often ridiculed because of his appearance since he was a child, and he was miraculously not made inferior by those ridicules, but he still cared a little.

Therefore, he will be more mindful not to show his soft side to others.

Tang Lanting obviously liked this too. He was not dissatisfied with Rong Danqiu's excessive exploration of his personal affairs, but couldn't help but patted his head and said, "It's nothing, it's just an appointment with a friend."

Rong Danqiu blinked: "Are you going out to play?"

Tang Lanting smiled: "There is business."

He said that, Rong Danqiu couldn't dig any deeper.

Back in the dormitory, tomorrow is the weekend and there is no class, and the roommate is playing games online, while Tang Landing opened Jinjiang and searched for the name of "Xiao Yi".

To his surprise, he found nothing.

Tang Lanting frowned. Such a change made him feel that it was not a good thing, so he tried to search the title of Xiao Yi's novel again.

Still to no avail.

Tang Landing stared at the blank search bar for a while, then opened the browser, and entered Xiao Yi's author name and book title again.

But this time it was beyond his expectation, he found it, but it was not the same as he imagined.

What appeared in front of him was a small and unknown website. It seemed that the person who built the website had already run away. The website page had not been maintained for a long time. Clicking on it and loading it was even worse than the Jin/Jiang Wencheng app. The server will shut down completely when it expires.

Xiao Yi actually serialized on this kind of novel website...?

Tang Lanting pursed his lips and clicked in. You can see that the novel has been serialized for more than 20 words, and a few of them have just broken three digits, but there are thousands of comments.

An ominous premonition gradually emerged in his heart. Tang Lanting clicked in and took a look, and found that those comments were basically swearing and cursing. Just a cursory glance would make people feel deeply uncomfortable.

Tang Lanting ignored those who insulted other people's relatives, and those who cursed the author's death. He barely found a few pieces of content that could extract some information from the comments, and then he was shocked to find that they were scolding Xiao Yi for plagiarism? ? ?

comment:

Non-member user 544: Sweeping the grave, today is the first anniversary of the death of Plagiarism Dog, burn some paper money for Xiaogou

Non-member user 554: I specially registered the account of this broken website to scold you. As a result, I was stuck for a long time when I registered, and the search interface was stuck for a long time. I just typed a comment with a few hundred words and pressed send md. This is the first time I see a website that smokes more than Jinjiang, and the anger of wanting to curse is gone, the author, you can do it yourself.

Non-member user 424: People need face and skin, and I don’t want to say something too dirty. I suggest that the author apologize to M University with a correct attitude. The thing you plagiarized is a certainty. Let’s just say that M University copied your work.

Non-member user 547: Vomit, I feel sorry for M University, not only being plagiarized, but also being slandered by plagiarism dogs saying that I copied myself, please, M University published this novel much earlier than you, do you think we are fools? ?

……

Tang Lanting couldn't help but rubbed his eyes to make sure he read correctly.

In Tang Lanting's eyes, Xiao Yi is a person with outstanding flaws and advantages. He is the kind of person who extremely specializes his talent in one aspect.

Xiao Yi's conception of words and plots is definitely a natural genius.

For such a person, Tang Lanting couldn't understand that the other party would still be unknown, and be dubbed a shameful name of plagiarism.

He opened Jiaocuo's app and asked directly:

[Tang Lanting]: Do you know about Xiao Yi?

[Jiao Cuo]: Yes.

[Tang Lanting]: ...Why didn't you tell me?

[Jiao Cuo]: Because I think that some time ago, you should not be too distracted. Haven't you noticed that you are now exposed to too many strategy targets?Can you handle so many people by yourself?

They are all human beings.

[Tang Lanting]: Forget it, I don't want to argue with you now, how did Xiao Yi become like this?Duan Ziming made it up?

[Jiao Cuo]: It is him, and there is no one else but him.

Tang Lanting took a deep breath, and a wave of anger slowly surged from his chest.

[Jiao Cuo]: I guess, probably because Xiao Yi had a feud with Duan Ziming before he recovered his memory, so he deliberately took revenge like this.

As for the festival, you will know after a little thought——

Duan Ziming was taking revenge on Xiao Yi for refusing to cooperate and slapping himself in the face.

Don't you want to sell your ip to me?Well, then I'll make you a disrepute and nothing.

Tang Lanting sat blankly for a while, and then began to search for who the so-called "M University" was.

The full name of the author of "M Big" is "Melancholy M", and his own photo can also be searched directly on the Internet. Tang Landing froze when he saw his face.

It was a person he had never thought of—Feng, Ying, and Qi.

Tang Lanting felt it was magical. He had met Feng Yingqi before, and he had the impression that Xiao Yi was one of the few acquaintances.

Xiao Yi used to be autistic. Although he never recognized Feng Yingqi as his friend, and stubbornly called him an "acquaintance", Tang Lanting could feel a part of Xiao Yi's awkward acceptance.

Otherwise, with Xiao Yi's spiritual obsession, he would not tolerate Feng Yingqi walking into his house and keeping the keys of his house.

Tang Landing then searched for Feng Yingqi's "works". As he expected, although the titles and protagonist names of the novels published in it were changed, the basic content was written by Xiao Yi before.

But now it has been changed and placed on Feng Yingqi's body.

For some reason, Xiao Yi did not publish his work on the public platform until half a year ago, and half a year ago he went to this small website called "Silent" to serialize his work, but was soon picked up by others and serialized by Feng Yingqi The plots of their works are highly similar, and they were published a month later than the other party.

Feng Yingqi is now very famous on the Internet, and also enjoys the reputation of "Gold Medal Writer". Naturally, his influence is also great. Xiao Yi was soon besieged by his fans.

If it were someone else, they might have apologized and closed the pen, but Xiao Yi insisted on serializing it on Mo Mo, a novel website, and claimed that Feng Yingqi used unknown means to steal his work.

When such a statement came out, Xiao Yi couldn't provide evidence, so he was despised and cast aside by people.

Later, those who insulted and abused Xiao Yi on the Internet were no longer for "justice", they were simply enjoying the pleasure of attacking others from the moral high ground ///.

It's just that Xiao Yi has recently changed from a daily change to a weekly change, and then a monthly change.

I'm afraid it's not too far to stop updating completely in the future.

His transformation is regarded by those people as a "phased victory", so the recent comments have become much "moderate" compared with the previous ones, and people joked that "Everyone should be more civilized in their comments, and send a sweeping grave".

After a long silence, Tang Landing took a deep breath, endured the stuttering and convulsions, and registered an account on this website.

Although this website has obviously been unmaintained for a long time, Tang Lanting still reported them one by one without hope, not letting anyone who cursed or cursed them go.

He felt that no matter how bad-tempered and low EQ Xiao Yi was, he should not be insulted like this, and his works should not be misunderstood like this.

Although he may just be doing a useless job.

**

In the middle of the night, across the other end of the network, there was another person who, like Tang Lanting, had not fallen asleep.

The pale-skinned young man was sitting in front of the computer desk like a ghost. Although he was facing the computer, his vision was distracted, obviously not paying attention to the content on the screen.

The second-hand notebook showed a blank document, which he had done half a month ago.

Exhaling slowly, Xiao Yi closed the document, and then leaned his head back on the chair.

He also thought that he was invulnerable, until today Xiao Yi realized that he was far less tough than he imagined.

In the past, he felt that he would be satisfied if he could sit in front of the computer and type, and write out the people and adventures he imagined in his mind, but he still feels a little tired by himself.

Even the most solitary performer wishes to have an audience or two.

It's as if the original love for structured characters has been consumed and worn out by time...

Xiao Yi thought that he might not be far from the day when he could not write anything at all.

It's like he is facing the document every day, but he can't write anything. He would never have thought of such a situation before.

Maybe it's time to give up too.

Xiao Yi held the mouse and opened a website.

After he found out that he couldn't publish his novel no matter what, Xiao Yi faintly realized something was wrong.

Jinjiang's contract was rejected several times, and the new article was blocked as soon as it was published, as did other public platforms.

It was as if someone wanted to strangle his throat so that he would not make a sound.

Xiao Yi had no choice but to save manuscripts and do odd jobs at the same time, and then he built a small website on the Internet by self-study.

When naming it, he thought about it and decided to call it "Silence".

Xiao Yi became a monk halfway, and he didn't think much about it when he wrote the code. He only thought about putting his own articles on it, so the website was always prone to collapse.

He serialized his articles on the website he established. Although few people were found, he gradually gained a few readers.

However, what followed was the spurning of countless people and the infamy that could not be washed away.

Xiao Yi couldn't figure out why others could obtain the manuscripts in his hard drive, and why they silently deleted his manuscripts.

Until now, he had to admit that maybe it was God's will that told him not to write novels.

After rubbing his stomach, Xiao Yi felt a little hungry. He hadn't had a decent meal for a long time.

Maybe...he would have to go home eventually, to inherit the family business.

Moving the mouse to the author interface, Xiao Yi looked calm and planned to delete the serialized novel with hundreds of thousands of words. At this moment, he suddenly found that there were a lot of unread messages stuffed in his webmaster mailbox.

Because of lack of money, Xiao Yi naturally didn't hire a special auditor, and he usually does it part-time.

Raising his eyebrows, he moved the cursor over and clicked on the message.

Then what Xiao Yi saw was more than 30 pages of report messages, and it is still increasing one by one until now.

Xiao Yi sat on the chair blankly, watching the messages pop up one by one. It was already four o'clock in the morning, and the other party had been busy until now.

With thousands of comments, he reported it like this alone, as if he was doing a drop in the bucket, but he didn't stop.

Blinking his eyes, he felt something moist on his cheek, and Xiao Yi reached out to touch it, only to find that his eye sockets were overflowing with tears at some point.